{"sf1_id":714912,"sf2_id":"zeR83JEn","title":"A Writer","author":"LunaLoutre","words":89,"posted_at":"2014-06-07T08:41:00.000Z","tags":["alone","writer"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/714912-a-writer","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/zeR83JEn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/4c/9e/4c9eb77c-6057-4a2d-9257-73a09c9ccac1","description":"A little free verse poem i wrote at 1:30 am","content":"A writer is the saddest of beings,\n\nWe have been given the most morose of tasks,\n\nWe seclude ourselves,\n\nWe love others,\n\nNot ourselves,\n\nWe watch others,\n\nThey are our inspiration,\n\nThey are our hope,\n\nBecause we are scared to put that faith in ourselves,\n\nThe world will pass by around us,\n\nPassing as if we were never there,\n\nSomeday I hope to love,\n\nBut i doubt \u0026nbsp;I ever will have the courage to,\n\nAll I can do is dream,\n\nThat is my nature\n\nThat is our nature.\n\n~L.L\n\n  \n  \n\n"}